Oh, you wondrous creature
Coming up who we are
Cause I'm retreating in covers and closing the curtains
One thing's for certain, oh
A year like this passes so strangely
Somewhere between sorrow and bliss

And who decides from where up high?
I couldn't say "I need more time"
Oh, grant that I can stay the night
Or one more day inside this life

One other year; a hundred flags flying in a field
Time to let go of me
One other year; a hundred flags flying in a field
Time to let go of me
A hundred flags flying in a field
Time to let go of me
One other year; a hundred flags flying in a field